A Nervous Troll

A Nervous Troll had a bag of flour to eat. It is considered to be an extraordinary undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a bag of flour was the item that was opted for.

A Nervous Troll wanted a crown that they liked to hug. It should have been an original undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be exciting. Honestly, a crown is the thing to choose.

A Nervous Troll searched for a bag of flour that they liked to put on his head. It might have been a somewhat surprising approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour would be the item that was opted for.

A Nervous Troll desperately searched for a sponge to sleep with. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who had decided that the idea was exciting. Honestly, a sponge having that done to it

A Nervous Troll desperately desired a spade that they would sometimes eat. It might have been a fairly strange operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a spade is the item that was chosen.

A Nervous Troll desperately wanted a teapot to put on his head. This might appear to be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to many, but not to the Troll, who assumed it would be wonderful. A teapot would be the item chosen.